As we walked in search of the one who
had cried out, a violent storm arose.
Before we were caught in the worst of
it we decided to venture inside a small
cottage nearby
.
It was actually quite cosy
and welcoming inside.
A
f
amily portrait adorned the
walls of that drawing room.
W
er
e they the Otis family?
Suddenly
,
the main door
slammed shut with a loud
bang.
And now it didn’t really look
like a very inviting place
from the inside. In fact, the
door was quite intimidating.
And, in addition, a
frightening voice required
a password to exit.
The guest house
T
AK
E VIRGINIA
’S
NOTEBOOK
W
e
got the password.
T
el
l it to that creature.
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